YOU AND I

The hands that we held decades ago are not the same.
The cells have renewed multiple times,
The nails, repeatedly cut and resized,
The skin, grown old and wrinkled.
And yet, the warmth is familiar.
The feelings echoing those long lost times.
For our bodies may have metamorphosed,
But the you and I continue to remain the same you and I.
In the only way that truly matters.
Outliving damage, disease and decay,
Free of bodily constraints,
Light as the spirit,
Undefinable by form and touch,
And yet definable by sheer passion.
The only constant in this sea of constant change.
You and I,
I and you,
Living through aeons into eternity.